Classic Christmas movies have never been my bag. I’ve still not seen It’s a Wonderful Life and I’m iffy on musicals, too. I don’t dislike them or anything, there’s plenty I’ve enjoyed. I just haven’t seen a lot of older ones. But hell, White Christmas is my sister-in-law’s all-time favorite, apparently, so I decided to give it a shot. Here’s what’s weird about White Christmas: It’s oddly modern. By that, I mean it does a lot of things that people decry as the death of Hollywood ideas today. For example, it’s a remake. Specifically, it’s based on Holiday Inn (yes, like the hotel chain — they’re named after the film) which was another Irving Berlin movie and also starred Bing Crosby. That famous song, “White Christmas”? It didn’t even come from this film. It came from Holiday Inn and they just re-used it here and stole its title. And it wasn’t like a small part of that movie. It won the Oscar that year for Best Original Song. If a movie did that today, audiences would freak the hell out. Another thing is that it’s pretty shameless spectacle. It was one of the first films in “VistaVision”, Paramount’s attempt at reintroducing widescreen films to theaters, which hadn’t been seen since before World War II. Bringing back old technology that had already been thrown on the scrap pile in decades past? Cue the eye rolls.